Here’s some change
go buy yourself
all of these
like a champ
oh my remark
– James Steerforth
Written in response to One Single Impression‘s request for change:
As we worked together to create this blog to pick up where One Deep Breath has left off, change seemed an obvious choice for the first prompt. This blog reflects change as much it reflects a desire for continuity — especially the continuation of blogger relationships in the online poetry community. Focusing on the interests of a group and creating an inviting atmosphere is a change from the solo act of a personal blog.
As we embrace the challenges that come with change we also lean on old certainties. It’s wonderful to transform a potential loss as an opportunity for growth. Thanks for being a part of the change!
Addendum / fact and fiction
In reality, it was my father who usually gave me change to buy chocolate, and often it took coaxing to get him to do it. But it was a nice routine at the factory where he worked as an engineer: I took the money and went upstairs to where one of the employees had a little lockable wooden chest with a glass pane in the door that held two kinds of Tobler chocolate bars (a brand long extinct, only surviving in the form of the Toblerone) – milk and hazelnut – for sale to the other employees.
In reality, it was my oldest aunt on my father’s side whose trembling wet kisses I feared.
In reality, it was sort of a standard statement among some members of my family to tell someone else how much they had changed. Or worse, to tell them something like, “Oh my, you look awful today!”
James, I’ve joined One Single Impression. I was delighted to see your name on the Mr. Linky list. Thank you for the poem and the images of your family members. Wonderful! Come visit me at Answers to the Questions for my post.
whew! I got an account easily. I’m really going to enjoy coming back every week to read your poems. I’m beginning to talk like our aunts and grandmothers: “Oh how you’ve grown.” I have to cut that out. I like the rhythm and images in this poem. A lot. It is nostalgic but not saccharine. It’s fun but not disrespectful.
My “Change” is here. Thank you!
I’m going to add you to the blogroll, OK?
Glad to see you in One Single Impression, Mary! Will be stopping by Answers to the Questions soon.
Thanks for your flattering comment, meeyauw! I’d be delighted to be on your blogroll.
awesome.. for me it was my grandpas scratchy beard… i shuddered everytime he came near…
There is an amazing flourish in your poetic drama! Reality with a spin of grandeur and a wry smile.
It is totally captivating!